Home, is where the stuff is

There are three ways to get to my house. I live out in the country so it's all dirt roads and fields and stuff. Well, people are starting to build houses on there and appearently they have to close down roads to install the electricity or something. So they decide to close down both ways to get to my house. I have frozen foods in the car from the grocery store. There's one other way to get to my house but that involves going down a number of back roads where there's no one around.

I tried that. I got lost.

So I went back to the highway and I called my mom, who's sick. So she came to meet me and she told me that if anyone said anything about us going down there then they'd have to talk to her.

That's ridiculous that they close off the roads. I just wanted to go home. Ugh.